Then I will tell you that I'd like to try sucking your cock. We can come over here, put on some good music, get high. I know I didn't tell you at the time you confided in me. Now, all I can think of is getting between your legs and finding out if sucking cock is all my 20+ years of fantasizing has led me to believe it is. Why you felt that comfortable is beyond me, since we hardly know each other. You, after a couple of drinks, just tell me you're gay. Wrong person, maybe getting into a fight. How could I tell a guy, possibly to the wrong man, about my desires without coming out? Without risking loss of friendship or worse. Having always been horribly shy, I had a hard time with women. I know a gay guy! I know a gay guy! I've fantasized about being with a guy for well over 20 years. I've been so excited since you told me you were gay.